‘Twas The Night Before Picklesburgh – 35 Foot Pickle Balloon Tethered to Ninth Street Bridge- Pittsburgh
Pittsburgh is Picklesburgh this weekend. It starts Friday.
There will be a pickle juice drinking contest. Mmmmm. Maybe I can get down there and photograph some of the festivities. Heinz Pickles production
When I saw Picklesburgh listed in the news on the computer tonight, I got in the car (about 10:15) drove downtown and put the flashers on. You couldn’t go on the main part of the bridge itself said the nice security man but I walked along the walkway and took a few photos of the giant pickle balloon at night. I just thought there it would be some “fresh content” and a new topic. I hear there will be pickle cookies to eat. All kinds of pickly treat to sample.
We can discuss dill, spears, sandwich slices, chips, bread and butter or sweet pickles another time.
I like pickle relish in tuna salad. Dill spears.
One summer I made pickles when I visited my brother David in Okanogan WA and they were delicious.
My grandmother’s handwritten pickle recipe is in a wooden box in my kitchen.
Two days of Picklesburgh and celebrating all things pickled.
The city at night is always magical to me.
Ninth Street Bridge.
Security on patrol.
This afternoon my son Mark sent a few photos of the Zeigler House in Frankfort Kentucky.
Individual or group tours can be arranged with the homeowners (by appointment) and if you click the link above you can hear interviews of the owners telling what it is like to live there.
It is the only Frank Lloyd Wright building in Kentucky.
Here are the photos, thanks Mark.
New York City- Christopher Street at Greenwich Street
Formerly the Federal Archives Building built in 1899- for the history click here
Made the decision to turn right at the mouth of the Liberty Tunnel, go to Mount Washington and photograph the city in fog on the way to school this morning.
I thought the above shot was best with the gift of light on the incline car, as it prepared to head down the mountain. No tripod although there was a man with one. I stabilized my camera on the iron fence.
Of course, the light changes every moment as the sunrises in the east. All shots taken with 24-70 lens on the Canon 5D Mark ii
One vertical shot. Light and dark/ Cloud and shadow.
Trying to get the best view in the frame.
Being there. looking at the city in the fog, was a magnificent experience. The limits of photography.
It felt like being in a plane but you’re standing on a concrete platform by the incline, looking at the city disappear in a foggy sea. Wasn’t it just last week I was photographing the icy river and the barge lane? Today felt like early Spring.
Almost all of our snow has disappeared this week but here’s my photo from Mt.Washington, a block from Grandview where I turned from the Duquesne Incline, Feb 26, 2015.
Here is the link to the Oct. 8, 1907 image I found at and got permission to show on the blog to compare the two views.
Photo Credit- Pittsburgh City Photographer Collection, 1901-2002, AIS.1971.05, Archives Service Center, University of Pittsburgh. Thanks to the Media Curator, Miriam, for granting permission.
Self-assignment: Return to the same place and take another photograph.
Did you ever see two photographs where you are to spot the differences?
Photographed December 2010 Where the Rivers Meet (note the Christmas Tree at the Point)
As I arrived, I noticed sunlight.
It’s been pretty gray around here. Twenty four days until Spring.
Just the tips of the top of the PPG building, reminded me of a sandcastle at the beach.
And up over the hill, the rest of the skyline.
You can see the barge lane in the middle of the icy Monongahela River. Don’t let the blue sky fool you, it was really cold.
A panorama taken with the Sony Mirrorless camera. First time I used this feature.
This was actually the first shot Monday afternoon as I pulled out of the school lot.
First time the sun had shown itself in awhile.
East Liberty, Larimer Avenue.
The empty school sits behind the twin-spired church, the one that’s closed.
I saw the architecture through the snow-
from the lot where I was parking.